Okay its gonna start getting dirty... please if you don't like them dirty don't comment your disgusting or anything..... just don't read them. Well this ones from tumblr
You were on your fourth date with Harry Styles. You were halfway through and dinner and were making a pleasant conversation. You still couldn’t believe what a gentleman he was compared to the other guys you had gone out with. He was perfect.
“Are you enjoying your meal, love?” He asked with a small smile.
“Yes,” you answer a bit too quickly.
You mentally cussed yourself at acting over eager. That had been a problem with you throughout all of your dates with him. He’d ask you a question and you’d stutter or answer too fast. On your first date, your hand had been shaking nearly the entire time. Harry was so damn attractive.
“Oops,” He says, his smile growing. “I’ve dropped something.”
He ducked under the table and you thought of nothing of it, taking a deep breath to composer yourself before he resurfaced. When you felt a gentle tickle on your thigh, you started a bit, surprised. You wanted to look down, under the table but the cloth’s were long and extended to the floor. Passing it off as Harry being cheeky, you went back to eating dinner. Not five-seconds later, you felt large hands grip your thighs and move them apart so that your legs were spread.
You started again, dropping your fork. People turned to look as your fork clattered to your plate and you blushed a deep red, your eyes dropping to your lap. Luckily, the table cloth covered your legs and they weren’t visible.
“What are you doing?” you ask him in a low voice.
Luckily you two were at a table off to the corner.
“Be as quiet as possible.”
You could hear the smile in his voice and it worried you a little. Just what was he planning to do? It wasn’t long before you found out.
Harry lifted the hem of your skirt and reached for you underwear, pulling them down and completely off of your legs. Fighting the urge to gasp, you forced yourself to continue eating as if nothing was happening below the table.
You were beginning to get wet as his soft curls brushed the insides of your thighs you shivered involuntarily, glad that no one was paying attention. Harry gently pressed a finger against your clit, rubbing it gently at first. You were able to control yourself but when he increased the pressure and speed he was rubbing at and pushed a finger inside of you. You accidently let out a quiet, breathy moan.
“Shh, Baby.” Harry murmured beneath the table, adding another finger.
He leaned forward and flicked his tongue against your clit. You grasped the table lightly, biting your lip hard to keep quiet as the sensations inside of you built. When he began roughly fingering you, you went nearly crazy with lust, your eyes going glassy. All you could think of was what was happening between your legs. The possibility that people might notice what was happening made you even hotter.
“I’m closer,” you whisper, squirming in your seat.
“Hold it,” Harry told you.
“I…I..I can’t.” you stuttered.
“You have to.”
He moved his fingers faster as he toyed with your clit. Now you were hot all over, your hardened nipples showing through your shirt. You were panting loudly and people could probably hear but you didn’t care. You were trying too hard not to cum.
Suddenly Harry stop touching you altogether, popping up from under the table. You whimpered and your mouth fell open as you wondered why he would stop. He smirked and stood up, wiping his mouth.
“I’m going to the bathroom. Are you coming?” He asked.
He didn’t wait for your answer and turned and walked away. You couldn’t get you feet fast enough to follow him. Now even your thighs rubbing together drove you wild.
In the bathroom, he grabbed you and pulled you into a stall. Once you were inside, he turned you around so that your back was against his chest and bent you over, moving your skirt up to your waist.
Without any warning, he pushed halfway into you roughly. You bit your lip to hold in your moan of pleasure. He dug his fingers into your waist and thrust into you, faster.
“I want you to be loud now, baby.” Show me how much you like it.” He said.
You were hesitant at first. It would be embarrassing if anyone heard what you two were doing.
“What did I say?” He demanded, shoving all of him into you at once.
You let out a yell and gasped as he continued, pulling out nearly all of the way before pushing back into you as far as he could go. He moved his hand to your chest now and was tweaking your nipples through your shirt. Driving you wild.
“Does it feel good, Baby?”
“Yes,” you said.
“What?” He said. “I can’t hear you.”
He moved one hand down and began rubbing you clit hard and you yelled even louder the the first time, moving your hips back to meet his harsh thrust.
“Yes, Harry! I’m going to cum!”
“Not unless you beg for it first,” He taunted.
“Harry,please!” You whimpered loudly.
“Please what?”
“Please let me cum!” You screamed, almost over the edge.
“Will you scream as loud as you can for me?”
“Yes! Harry! PLEASE!” You begged desperately.
All at once he slammed into you, moving his hips so that he was hitting your g spot. He pinched your nipple hard and ground his hand against your clit with force.
“HARRY!” you screamed at the top of your lungs.
He came as the same time as you and filled you, groaning.
“Fuck,” He groaned.
You were panting as he pulled out and turned you around to kiss you gently on your lips. He handed you your panties and left the bathroom with a wide grin on his face. You fumbled to put them on and followed his lead, looking at a restaurant full of people, all giving you horrified looks.
You blushed beet red, now becoming even more aware of the sticky wetness underneath your skirt. It was worth it, though. That had been the best orgasm of your entire life.
“Miss?” A waiter said as he walked up to you. “A man named Styles said to give this to you.”
‘Round 2 at my place in 20 minutes.’
You handed the paper back to the waiter and left the restaurant as quickly as you could, already wanting to feel Harry inside of you again.
END
well I think im gonna make a schedule for when Im writing these Probably every friday Saturday i usually do 2 everytime. Dont expect it though its just a maybe
